Seti said goodbye to her mother and hurried to the administrative hall of Lai'en Harbor.

Walking into the chamber of the council, he raised his head slightly, and his eyes looked at Svein, who was sitting in the first seat, with fiery eyes.

"Grand Commander, I'm back!"

"Tell me about your gains."

Svein sat down in the main seat, put down the file in his hand, and his scarlet eyes swept over Sethi who was standing in place.

Seti was not cowardly, and stood straight and said:

"The Vastayas are a mess of people who have unrealistic ideas and no determination to achieve their ideals."

"Do you have that kind of determination?"

Svein looked at Sethi below him with a little deep meaning, such a bold and ambitious man reminded him of the former Deleus.

"The Great Age of Genes"

There is no difference between the two in the past, except that one loves his mother and the other loves his younger brother.

"I..."

Seti paused, patted his strong chest, and grinned:

"Ready at every moment."

He didn't hide his ambition in the slightest, staring straight at Svein above.

In the past, he thought that being the master of the gladiatorial arena was majestic and outstanding.

But seeing the appearance of Huo Lun giving the gladiatorial arena to himself without caring that day, he no longer felt that the master of the gladiatorial arena was very majestic, and even felt a little unwilling.

He wanted to be like Hollen, and that's what he thought after talking to Hollen.

But that day in the Colosseum, he changed his goal again. It's not that he's fickle, it's that he's found a better purpose again.

Deputy Speaker of the Parliament of Trefali - Svein.

This is his new goal, and sooner or later, he will be like Svein, just by showing up, he will make a splash.

For Sethi's performance, Svein didn't mind at all, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a little more praise in his eyes:

"Good looks, I hope you can keep it up."

"Of course! I love the Empire! ”

Seti looked excited, indeed, he liked the Empire.

The empire can rise to the throne by relying on strength, which is simply wonderful.

"If you were the executive officer of the Empire's operation, how would you plan for the future?" Svein asked.

Not long ago, Seti took the Vastayas of the Empire to visit the Vastaya tribes in Ionia, and the attitude of the Vastayas was not bad after the visit.

It's just that when I came back, I encountered some accidents.

Seti and his team were attacked by Shadowstream, killing many of the Vastayas and wounding them.

"No if."

Seti fists collided, with confidence on his face:

"Ionia is scattered, and I can penetrate their defenses alone without the help of the Vastayas."

"Horen, report on the battle damage on both sides."

Svein ignored Sethi, and instead brought up Horen, the Archon of Lynport, who was sitting on the side.

Horren barely thought about it, and replied without a word: "The empire suffered 15 casualties, and 5 survived. Ionia lost 76 men and 2 fled. ”

"Cut, did you run 2 more?" Seti snorted unpleasantly.

He hates that group of shadow stream guys, and if they don't go head-to-head, they will secretly release cold arrows.

Svein's indifferent eyes swept over Seti's wounds, and instead of appreciating the fact that he had defeated nearly 4 times as many enemies, his tone was indifferent:

"78 people, slightly injured. 780 people, you will have no bones left. ”

"Let them come!"

Seti stiffened, but he subconsciously clenched his fists, indicating that he was not so confident.

Strength, he has, but he can't defeat ten thousand.

But he also knows that Svein in front of him can really defeat ten thousand.

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his face was gloomy.

Svein's words were clear, he didn't have the strength to break through the Ionian defense alone.

"Nothing else you'd like to say?"

Svein sat upright in the main seat, his scarlet eyes with a breathtaking majesty.

In the face of the coercion that seemed to come from the devil, it aroused the pride in Sethi's heart, he raised his head unhappily, looked directly at Svein and said:

"I can do it, just with my fists."

"Yes."

Svein Desert spoke:

"The empire appreciates people who want to prove their strength, and if you want to prove it, then show the results."

"I'll prove it!"

Sethi's face was arrogant, her body stood straight, and the momentum on her body reached subversion.

What can be solved with two fists is not a matter in his eyes.

His mother is still waiting for him, waiting to enjoy the glory and wealth from her son.

Now, how could he fall!

With endless fighting spirit, Sethi embarked on his own journey.

In the name of the empire and the Vastaya, he carved his own name in this nascent land.

"Your Excellency, Seti is still very young and needs time to grow."

After Seti left, Horn immediately knelt down and apologized for Setti's previous rude behavior.

Svein glanced at Horren:

"He's good, and the empire will give him plenty of time and environment to grow. But now, the empire needs a war, a war of no small scale. ”

Hearing this, Huo Lun's body trembled slightly.

He understands very well that the empire does not look at hypocrisy, and originally Seti was his candidate, and the meaning of his existence was to start a war.

As for what the war would bring to him, Vastaya, or Seti, the Empire did not care.

Now Seti is showing his strength, although he is immature, he is also a strong general.

Vastaya, on the other hand, pales in comparison, falling far short of what the Empire wants.

At the moment, Horen knew in his heart that he had to give Vastaya a perfect answer to the Empire:

"Your Excellency, there is a deep gap between the Vastayas and the Ionians, and the blood of the first born soil is sprinkled with the blood of both, just as the war begins."

He didn't know why the Empire wanted this war, but this was the closest Vastaya people had to really stand up, and even if there would be a lot of bloodshed, this opportunity should not be missed.

Hollen's eyes flashed with determination: "I propose... Launched a war of public opinion, released the news of the Shadow Stream's attack on the Vastaya people, increased the conflict between the two sides, and sent imperial envoys to visit several Vastaya tribes. ”

"You're willing to do it." Svein spoke.

The meaning of Horen's words is already very straightforward, the Shadow Stream was established by the Ionians who hated the empire the most, and once it was discovered that those tribes were connected to the empire, with the nature of both sides, conflict was inevitable.

And in the face of Ionia's largest imperial rebellion, Shadow Stream, several small tribes have only one ending, and they are easily erased by Shadow Stream.

No matter how brave the Vastayas were, they would not bend their knees to the Ionians because of unwarranted suspicion, and in the end they could only fight to the death.

"For the sake of Vastaya, we are ready to come to our senses." Holren had a cold look on his face.

He had already chosen the tribe, and the Vastaya tribe that had rejected or expelled Seti's mother and son before.

"Do as you say, the Empire will give you 5 days." Svein said.

"Yes!"

Horen bowed slightly, with a coldness in his eyes, and his figure slowly stepped back and left the council hall.

After a few moments, Svein's brow furrowed, and his scarlet arm raised slightly, drawing an arc of blood-colored light in the void.

A little red light flickered in the circle, slowly forming a rune diagram, and then the red light suddenly turned into a deep blue, blooming with dazzling brilliance.